Montreal Trips
Mar. 25th, 2005 10:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kallistiiWell, I just got back from Montreal, again. It takes almost an hour to get to Montreal, a little longer for certain parts of the city.
Thursday, I visited my friend Kevin at the club he was playing at...he's doing much better, as they have finally found the proper mix of medications to keep him sane, and not impair his creativity. His lack of meds/bad mix caused him to do a lot of very stupid things in the past...but now, he is doing what he can to make amends for that. But the person who surprised me the most was the person playing on stage with him, Steven. He used to be someone I disliked a great deal. He was always full of anger, and a know-it-all. He was the type who would argue with you if he lost a card game, simply because he was sure he would win that game.
Anyways, I kinda recognize the guy....his energy/aura is totally different! He smiles, and it seems genuine. So between the sets, I ask Kevin, and he tells me who it is...and I am kinda floored...this person is almost nothing like that person I knew before...Wow...this is either one of the world's best actors, or he has made some major changes in his life, changes for the better.
So I heard three sets of Kevin playing guitar and singing accompanied by Steven on tin whistle and backing vocals. A pretty good duo.
Friday, I head out about 1 pm, and get to MTL about 2:30...I didn't expect a traffic jam on the 40 where the Decarie offramp is...but there was one.
I get to Cait's place, pop upstairs to get her, and off we go to Tim Horton's. And we chatted, we chatted so long that the sun went into shadow from where we were. She's been through a lot in the past few years, and the recent death of a former lover of her's has hit her deeply. But we chatted, exchanging anecdotes and observations, about life and the universe and all that. Feeling the pull of hunger, we ended up going over to an old roost of mine, the Wendy's on Decarie. And we sat and ate, then chatted till around 8 pm. I drover her home after that, and headed home myself.
It was really good to see her again, and hopefully helped feel better about things in general. I hate to see my friends in pain. I hope I did some good.
ttyl
Thursday, I visited my friend Kevin at the club he was playing at...he's doing much better, as they have finally found the proper mix of medications to keep him sane, and not impair his creativity. His lack of meds/bad mix caused him to do a lot of very stupid things in the past...but now, he is doing what he can to make amends for that. But the person who surprised me the most was the person playing on stage with him, Steven. He used to be someone I disliked a great deal. He was always full of anger, and a know-it-all. He was the type who would argue with you if he lost a card game, simply because he was sure he would win that game.
Anyways, I kinda recognize the guy....his energy/aura is totally different! He smiles, and it seems genuine. So between the sets, I ask Kevin, and he tells me who it is...and I am kinda floored...this person is almost nothing like that person I knew before...Wow...this is either one of the world's best actors, or he has made some major changes in his life, changes for the better.
So I heard three sets of Kevin playing guitar and singing accompanied by Steven on tin whistle and backing vocals. A pretty good duo.
Friday, I head out about 1 pm, and get to MTL about 2:30...I didn't expect a traffic jam on the 40 where the Decarie offramp is...but there was one.
I get to Cait's place, pop upstairs to get her, and off we go to Tim Horton's. And we chatted, we chatted so long that the sun went into shadow from where we were. She's been through a lot in the past few years, and the recent death of a former lover of her's has hit her deeply. But we chatted, exchanging anecdotes and observations, about life and the universe and all that. Feeling the pull of hunger, we ended up going over to an old roost of mine, the Wendy's on Decarie. And we sat and ate, then chatted till around 8 pm. I drover her home after that, and headed home myself.
It was really good to see her again, and hopefully helped feel better about things in general. I hate to see my friends in pain. I hope I did some good.
ttyl
